She couldn't relax, couldn't eat, even Ellie, her oriental roomie knew enough to stay out of her way.Exasperated at herself, Alena took an extra long shower, and carefully dressed for her appointment with Eric. She had to deliberately slow her pace so as not to reach the hotel too early, and still she did. Alena considered waiting in the lobby area but, her instincts told her the hotel would recognize her reason for being there and without any ceremony, ask her to leave. And so with some trepidation, she took the elevator to theThe elevator ride to the 7th floor was just as disconcerting. It was crowded with people headed for the rooftop bar, and the thought of going up there again made Alena cringe.Outside the door, Alena stopped and looked at her watch. She was still ten minutes early. The hallway was deserted, so she sat on the carpeted floor with her back to the wall and settled down to wait the ten minutes.At five to eight, Alena heard the elevator doors open and scrambled to. Although she had had a pee before we left home, I knew that 1 ½ litres of wine and all the beer would be making their presence felt quite insistently in her bladder by now. When she had nearly finished her third pint, I walked over and joined her at the bar. Would you like another drink? I asked, and of course she said Yes, so I ordered another. Shall we go and sit down again, I suggested, but she said: I really need a pee. But then a look of concern crossed her face, and I could sense the cogs in her addled brain turning. In order to pee, she was thinking, I have to remove my swimsuit so I can pull my leggings down. But in order to get my swimsuit on and off it has to be untied and tied at the neck. Which I can't do. So she made no move to go to the toilet, and after a few moments she reluctantly said: OK, let's sit down. We made our uncertain way over to a couple of spare seats, and she started on her fourth pint, drinking more slowly this time. I made light.
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